Wake up (a jeff the killer love story)

chapter 4 (sequel)

(averie's POV)

"It says take a right turn there," I muttered, pointing at the road up ahead of us as Jeff navigated the car expertly.

It had taken Jeff and I a while to convince Slender to let us leave and search for my father. It turns out that the old idiot is successful and runs a top of the line Cellphone Carrier service. I scoffed and pushed my long, blonde hair behind my ear.

"Listen, averie," Jeff said dragging me out of my thoughts, "when we see your father, what's gonna happen?" He asked glancing at me out of the corner of his now icy-blue eyes through his disguise.

I looked out the car window. The vibrant green hills of Arkansas rolled past my window a little too quickly as I thought Jeff's question over. I must have sighed hard enough because Jeff took my hand in his, keeping one on the wheel.

"It's okay, we can talk about it later." He said with a small shrug.

I gave a small curt nod and leaned into Jeff's arm before frowning at a sudden thought.

"Wait a second. Where did you get this car?" I asked suddenly realizing that we were in a top of the line, crisp white, 2014 Audi.

"Um," Jeff stuttered, drawing back his hand slowly and placing it back at ten and two, "I, um, have my ways...?"

"Yeah right." I muttered.

"What? I do, you just have to trust me."

I laughed, it felt good too. I haven't laughed genuinely in a while now and the only person able to make me do so was Jeff. I bit my lip and looked down, letting my hair cover my face which was now flushed deep red.

"Oh hey!" Jeff said, alerting me, "I got you something."

He began to dig around in his pocket which worried me. He wasn't paying attention to the road and the car was beginning to swerve.

"Jeff the road." I reminded him, trying to grab the wheel before we crashed.

"Don't worry there's no cars." He said finally pulling out a small plastic bag and grabbing hold of the wheel again.

I smiled and sighed happily. Good thing we were on a highway in the middle of nowhere.

"Here," Jeff said pushing the small plastic bag to my palm, "it's for your up coming birthday." He said as a wide, lop sided yet adorable grin played onto his face.

Oh yeah. My birthday. 21 July, I can't believe it's only ten days away. I smiled as widely as Jeff and tore open the bag. Inside was a generally long, black, thick string and a plastic ring that was painted silver with a fake crystal heart painted red in the middle.

"Where did you get this?" I asked with a small laugh, adoring the gift.

"Well I think this song can explain it." Jeff said getting out a CD and putting it into the radio.

A soft melody came onto the radio and I closed my eyes, letting the music flood everything out. Then, a male took the lead and began to sing some beautiful lyrics.

'There's a shop down the street,

where they sell plastic rings,

at a quarter a piece, I swear it.

Yeah I know that it's cheap,

not like gold in your dreams,

but I hope that you'll still wear it.

Yeah the ink may stain my skin, and my jeans may all be ripped,

I'm not perfect.

But I swear I'm perfect for you...'

Jeff paused the song just before the chorus began.

Tears sprang up into my eyes and I struggled to blink them away.

"Well?" Jeff asked hastily.

"jeff, I love it." I said with a small chuckle or a small sob.

"I love you." Jeff said.

"Oh and by the way, if the guy in the song is supposed to be you, then it's wrong. Because you are perfect." I said with a small smile as I put the string through the ring and tied it around my neck.

"No, you're perfect. My, averie" Jeff said lacing his fingers with mine, I leaned against his arm and inhaled his sweet and comforting scent, "happy birthday, averie."

I closed my eyes and muttered a thank you as Jeff hit play on the song again.

'. . . and there's no guarantee,

that this will be easy.

It's not a miracle you need, believe me.

Yeah I'm no angel, I'm just me,

but I will love you endlessly.

Wings aren't what you need,

you need me . . .'

And by the end of the song, I was in a peaceful slumber.

(dreaming)~

"Oh but wasn't that just a loving scene." Hades hissed at me.

This time I was tied up in a chair and Hades sat in front of me, like he was interrogating me.

"Leave us alone." I said, with a what I hope was a stoic expression.

"I will tear you two apart." Hades said through gritted teeth, "and you'll see. When you go see your father, things won't go down easily."

Suddenly, there was a bright light. Gaea manifested before us, her brilliant golden rod hair flowing around her ivory-white skin.

"You will not win this Hades. Back out." She warned.

"No, my sweet. It is you who will not win."

I woke up with a gasp. I was sweating and panting and it felt like I had run a marathon.

I glanced over at Jeff, he had pulled over the car and was soundly asleep, eyelids finally able to close through his disguise.

"You can't have him. He's my angel and I'm his." I thought to Hades.

mom, please, take care of us.

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Authors Note

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hi, i dont own the song "endlessly by the cab", all rights go to them.

aside from that, just saying that the reason i posted this chapter was because i wanted a little more romance since there wasn't much of it in this sequel, so yeah...

please vote by the way, i'll update as soon as i can !! but i dunno exactly when, maybe like, in two weeks ? real sorry, i just have no idea how to make the next parts happen.. i dont even know when im going to start the war or anything, just plain jeff and averie romance for now, sorry, no suspense yet..

so yeah, goodbye my lovelies ! until then, au revoir !

~ Alexis